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one more time
one more season –
let the blossoms fall as may
marigold and budding jasper
soltice from
a world away

as before
a certain wisdom
comes without regard
and still –
all that was
remains unbroken –
all our passions
given will

touch recalled
as were no passing
into love –
where life remains
unto fields of winter clover
miles we wander
home again

catch me now
the lover leaning
into life –
a fated charm
convince my heart
to match your beating –
as gathered soft
to waiting arms